Take with Two White Pills

Can I rewrite this story?
With one that ain’t so fucking boring?
I’d put the pen down on the paper and I'd conceive a plot worth its weight in gold

And then I'd redraw these pictures
That said I really fucking miss her
If I could start it all again I'd work some miracles and never let you down
But something tells me, even if I walked on water, it still wouldn’t please you

So I'll take this bottle with two white pills. let it drench my heart until
I wash away the memories of you
And the bittersweet panic attacks
‘till the day I get you off my back
I'm dying inside this room without a view

So let me rewind it further then, to when I’d never even met you
Oh, I could take a different road and drive this wreck wherever I wanted to

Would I crash it into a ditch?
Breakdown in the middle of nowhere?
So tired of starting all again and working miracles to never let you down
Yeah, something tells me, even if I walked on water, it still wouldn’t please you

So gimme hydrocodone, alprazolam please
I'll chase it with two sips
It might not make things right, but I’ll make it through the night